Paul seemed to be striving to make this a quick orgasm, licking and fingering me hard and fast before slipping a finger into my ass. I groaned and arched my back, my toes curling into his shoulder.

“Yes, oh, fuck yes." I moaned, “Right there, baby, right...yes!" I squealed when Paul worked a second finger into my ass and came long and loud for him.

I cried out repeatedly as my holes contracted around his plunging fingers and he sucked my clit with lip smacking gusto. The last waves of the orgasm were still flowing through me when Paul, removed his fingers, stood up and plunged his cock into my still quivering pussy.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he nailed his mother on the kitchen counter, fucking me so hard the cupboards were rattling where I was against them. Paul put his arms around my waist and lifting me off the counter turned around, and deposited me on my back on the kitchen table.

Grabbing my ankles he lifted my legs, spread them as wide as he could and proceeded to hammer away at his mother's delighted pussy.

I grabbed my wildly bouncing tits, holding them and teasing my nipples for him. Paul looked damned good fucking me, he was still in his boxers, his cock pulled through them and the muscles in his chest and arms stood out as he lifted me up so my ass was off the table as he continued to pound me.

His eyes were wide and wild with lust as he stared down at his mother whom he had squealing and crying out his name on the table. I lowered my gaze taking in the incredible sight of my son's cock sliding in and out of my pussy.

His long shaft was glistening from his mother's juices as it plundered my pink pussy. Paul moaned louder and he fucked me even harder. Just like he had sucked me off with a vengeance he seemed determined to make this a hard quick nasty fuck and I was willing to oblige him.

Pushing myself into a sitting position, I said, "Stop."

Paul obeyed me, remaining still with his cock buried deep inside me.

“I'm hungry too." I pushed him in the chest and as he stepped back I slid off the table and pointed to one of the kitchen chairs.

Paul sat down and dropping to my knees I took his wet cock into my mouth and bobbed my head rapidly. I moaned around his hard flesh loving the way my pussy tasted on him. I didn't tease or play, but sucked him as if I were in a competition.

I stroked him as I sucked, following my lips with my had, jerking him into my mouth and cupping his balls as I took his cock deeper and deeper with each bob of my head. My eyes met his, staring up at him as I made loud, wet slobbering sound while devouring his cock.

“Oh, shit, God that feels good, mom, please don't stop, please...fuck!"

Paul's cock twitched and exploded in my mouth and my eyes rolling back I hollowed my cheeks, sucking him hard; greedily taking every drop he had. Paul whimpered as I worked my mouth up and down his cock, slurping and gulping his hot sticky load.

When he had no more to give, I eased my mouth from his cock and opened wide, showing off he puddle of cum in my mouth, then closing it, swallowed then showed him my now empty mouth.

"Damn." He groaned, "You suck cock like a pro." “Watch it mister." I winked, “I'm retired." “Still in form though." He sighed, "Wow, that felt good."

Before I could speak he clapped his hands, “That's a wrap folks! Good job as always Molly. And Paulie Pounder, you have a future kid!"

“Yeah, as an engineer not named pounder." I gave his cock an affectionate kiss and stood up.

I laughed when he caught me around my waist and pulled me onto his lap.

“Long as my future's with you, that's all that matters."

“Aww, you're such a sweetie." I kissed him.

“So, what's for breakfast?" he grinned.

“Whatever you're making me, that shipped sailed when you made me cum on the counter." “Toast it is!" He laughed.

“Better than toast?" I asked while Paul dug into the stack of chocolate chip pancakes I'd made.